Discovery

I am a lover of music. Rather I should confess I was a lover of music. I mean… I now have no serious intent or motivation to spend money or time on music unless it comes towards me on its own. I listen to songs on roads or when someone playing or when I watch TV that is very rare. I used to buy cassette tapes like mad in yester years and I still have a sack full of them collecting fungus. And the new generation CD turned out to be little expensive for me.

Nowadays the free flow of MP3 on internet and sharing amongst friends’ made me chose a few track that touched my heart. But then I do not have a dedicated MP3 music player. I bought a Nokia Ngage phone about five years that is my prized possession I rewarded myself. Even now it stands out to be the most expensive thing I bought myself.

Used to love listening to music on that a lot... The biggest problem with that set is it has some double pin (one for stereo earphones and another for microphone). And I broke the wire leads of about 3 such sets and now decided not to spend any money anymore on them and aid extortionist venders who say that it is the rare accessory.

Then I was given a basic cell phone by my office for official communication in which FM radio was there. With a single ear piece I tried relishing the music flowing but felt the auditory deprivation on the other end. I was irked and stopped listening to that too. Few days ago that cell phone gone bust and I was give another set with a stereo head phones.

I started listening to music and songs once again…

Now the discovery I was talking about is…

My resent emotional trauma made me feel so isolated and lonely when I find myself not at office surrounded by colleagues and work. The moment I go out of office I start feeling numb and just walk as if I was guided by some divine instinct. I don’t even care anymore if I get hit by a speeding truck or get crushed beneath rushing train. Sometimes when I bump in to people I smile politely and in shame that disarms most of them off their anger.

I started listening to songs and music again. Not really listening to what the song says of what the music conveys…

And today early hours… miraculously I discovered something. One song caught my attention and I started imagining myself singing that song thinking of Mach.

I smiled…

The song is… “Tum Milee…

Come around… it’s time to babyCome around..Come on now… come around…It’s time to baby… come aroundCome around… come around

Khwaabon bina, nigahen meri jee rahin thiKoi nahin tha yeh akeli meri thi zindagiOhhh yehhh…Khamosh tha honthon pe baatein nahin thiKoi nahin tha yeh akeli meri thi zindagi
Tum mile toh mil gaya yeh jahaanTum mile toh har pal hai nayaTum mile toh sabse hai… faaslaTum mile toh jaadu chaa gayaTum mile toh jeena aa gayaTum mile toh maine paaya… hai khuda

Come around… it’s time to babyCome around..Come on now… come around…It’s time to baby… come aroundCome around… come around

Palken moondein chaahat meri so rahi thiKhushboo hawaaon mein thiMaine nahin mehsoos kiMmm mm.mmJaane kahaan bahaaren meri khil rahi thiKhushboo hawaaon mein thiMaine nahin mehsoos ki

Tum mile toh mehki baarishenTum mile toh jaagi khwaahishenTum mile toh rangon ka hai silsilaTum mile toh jaadu chaa gayaTum mile toh jeena aa gayaTum mile toh maine paaya hai khuda

Ta ra ra.. ta ra ri re… ta ra ra

Tune duaaein suniDil ki sadaiyen suniTujhse main maangu aur kyaTujh bin adhura hun mainTere sang poora hun mainKarta hun tera shukriya

Kaise kahoon, kaise kahoon…Kaise kahoon…kaise kahoon…Kaise kahoon lamhe mujhe choo rahe hainAisa laga hain inmein tera hi toh ehsaas haiOhh hoooKaise kahoon dil mein nayi aahaten hainAisa laga hain inmein tera hi toh ehsaas hai

Tum mile toh mera dil gayaTum mile toh sab kuch mil gayaTum mile toh logon se kya vaastaTum mile toh jaadu chaa gayaTum mile toh jeena aa gayaTum mile toh maine paaya hai khuda

Come around… it’s time to babyCome around..Come on now… come around…It’s time to baby… come aroundCome around… come aroundCome around

And since then… I am listening to songs and music… relishing them in a way... that probably relished by only those who are hopelessly in love…

I imagine Mach smiling at me while I sing a happy song…

I imagine Mach frowning at me when I sing sad song…

Such a brilliant idea to oscillate between pleasure and pain… instead of being corroded by sadness that took over my future…

Don’t you think girls?? Don’t you think guys???

..........................................................................................................................Don’t you think Mach???